martes, 15 de julio de 2008

Time does not bring relief

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, 'There is no memory of him here!'
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
Edna St Vincent Millay (1892 -1950)

CONCLUSION
In this poem, the author expresses the deep melancholy she feels because of
the loss of someone she loved (an old love, a relative or a friend). But she mainly highlights her conviction that the passing of time is not enough to relieve the bitter sensations produced by the distancing with her lover.
She uses elements from nature to describe the sensations. She points out the everlasting feelings even though she looks for places where she has never been. I find this poem very interesting and deep. It is a pleasure to read it.

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